London Bridge is falling downSay the people in my townThey're the ones who bring it down(It's true they've been for centuries,walking by it and saying, you know,London Bridge really is falling down, poor thing,it just fell down in shame)My fair lady-o

(Now maybe if someone would, encourage it a little bit)

London Bridge is falling upSay the tea leaves in my cupGuess the cup is cracking upMy fair lady-o

London Bridge is up for saleBooze heads put my friend in jailSpent my bridge money on bailMy fair lady-o(Sure would've like to have bought that bridge)(Couldn't let him go to jail)

If the bridge belonged to meI would serve you tarts and teaSmiles, that's all the tolls would be(No grouchy people would be getting across at all)My fair lady-o

On the bridge there stands a carPainted with peculiar flowersIt's the Beatles' it's not ours(Guess they're looking at the bridge)(Hope they buy it)My fair lady-o

London Bridge is falling down(Something like that)London Bridge is coming downComing down on London BridgeIce cubes melting in my fridge

(They always, do you know those English fridges are terrible, they're always melting things and ice cubes are dripping all over the floor)(And the vegetables are all rotten and your friend turns to you in her very British way and she says: "You know I paid two bob for this. It smells a bit peculiar doesn't it, but don't you think... well, we can serve it anyway" and she does)Coming down on London BridgeMutton rotting in my fridgeComing dow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-owComing-ming-ming-ming-ming-ming(A little electronic music there for your pleasure)Coming down on London BridgeMy fair lady-o